Today it is too bright I wear my sunglasses to keep out the light I am a vampire of the day and night Intolerable to light and sound

I am chained to the pain I get no key to release me No day off No chains unlocked The pain and fatigue wear on me

Upon the writing on the wall Our words of lust did fall Our winds of passion never change Only to be recharged again For the poetic word

You want your Naked Poetess You undo her thin summer dress Her lace bra You unclasp Her breasts are yours

The Naked Poet She looked in the mirror The mirror So beautifully clear Such a beautiful mirror

I couldn’t see I couldn’t cry Animosity gone As the spotlight is on I feel so naked and raw in So exposed as your hands caress my words I

Hearing rap in my sleep As I spin and turn Making love in the bathroom Meeting up with Stan Eminem I was always a huge fan

Relax and pose Naked Yorkshire Rose The beautiful view

Lying in a bed of compete insanity The world has gone mad Stripped bare on this magnificent bed I dream of the earth I once held

I saw the moon It struck a chord My naked silhouette Made you hard Made me wet

The door of words fell heavy on me As I opened the door They covered me I felt their pain The words of love and sexual plains Words weigh

Please do not touch I want to have I want to love You are my temptation I cannot love Unable to hold Unable to touch

Imagery is what we see Upside down imagery Turned around Write way up A voice to speak

The imagination of a wild rebellious write The beating thundering heart of a poet A wild rebellious impulsive love

Please, please, Mr Fireman don’t knock down our the poetic door For our poetic bed is red hot I know you feel the steaming heat

Hands tied Flying on the many ropes of despair Flying to nowhere Tied to the ropes of despair

Just who do you ink you are? The master of words Who writes scrolls of ink upon my skin That promises to write every page of my book

My nakedness is yours to seize Strip me bare Strip me please Legs wide for your tongue to feast Devour deliciousness

Born with two hearts Born with too much love to give My hearts are often torn apart Deciding where my love should live

A naked write In a poetic bed You touch my soft skin I leave it up to you where to begin My naked flow